Quiet day today: Dad said that it was the Bank Holiday so that was why he didn't have to go to work. We had spent the night in Mum and Dad's flat in Croydon. This morning we went to visit Margaret, Mum and Dad's osteopath, and her assistant and receptionist Jenny. Auntie Margaret treated Dad's poorly back whilst Mum fed me, and then she treated Mum as well, whilst reminiscing about when her son was a baby. Her son is just a few months older than Dad but I'm sure Dad couldn't ever have been a baby so I don't understand that.
When we went back to Potters Bar, Dad got a call from Auntie Clare and Uncle Mat, who had gone to some sort of board game convention there. Since they were in the area, they came over:
Auntie Clare seemed quite taken with me, and Uncle Mat looked a little worried by this. I don't know why though - everyone likes me. It's because I'm so cute.
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